So, here is a glimpse of Oranmore Village, a few miles southeast of Galway City center. I started at the turn onto the coast road which is about a mile before coming into the village.
Take a right...
...onto Oranmore Coast Road.
...onto Oranmore Coast Road.
All the calves are resting.
Freshly-cut hay and a thatch-roof cottage.
Now the road turns and opens up to Galway Bay.
The boys get excited to see the hay bales.
I rather like them myself.
I drew red boxes around Oranmore Castle (left) and our house (right).
Seems it's rest time for everyone.
I admire the gardens.
OranTown Centre: grocery store, doctors' office, post office, pharmacy, newsstand, thriftstore, dress shop, coffee shop, salon, sports store, cafe.
A little sculpture park a few feet from the bus stop...
...these horses are just to the left of the picture above.
Bridge across the stream that empties into the Bay.
The construction site on the left will be a new mall. Two donkeys are usually in the field on the right.
These swans are always here.
The shop with the red sign is one of the betting shops in the village.
The shop with the black sign is the other betting shop.
The boys love Supermac's - a rare treat. It's an Irish fastfood chain.
The library.
Each time we see one, the boys exclaim, "I SEE A TRACTOR!!!"
The national school, playground, and farmers' market are behind the field.
I sometimes see the elderly owner tending her roses.
Oranmore Catholic Church. I think the bells peal military time. I don't know how many times a day, but this evening we were at the park and heard them at 6:00pm - 18hundred hours.
At the fork in the road, take a right...
...onto Maree Road.
(national = elementary)
(estate = development)
Spar (the corner grocery store) and creche.
(creche = daycare center)
(creche = daycare center)
The creche, "Bluebells & Buttercups" got a make-over this spring.
Into the estate. The young kids, especially the boys, play ball in the big green area up and to the left. Their games usually overflow into the street.
I had done the last part of the 'tour' on foot, and this is where I found the gang. They had bought ice cream treats from Spar and were contentedly waiting for me.
A few days later, Silas said to me, "Mommy, you take stupid pictures."
"What?", I asked.
"You take stupid pictures outside," he said again.
"Why do you say that?", I questioned.
"Daddy said you take stupid pictures."
I told Daniel what Silas had said. He confessed that while I was taking these pictures, he was telling the boys his honest opinions. I hope some of you enjoy my stupid pictures.
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